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This pendant - it was a gift from my grandfather before he went to a nursing home. My sister and I considered him for a long time and were afraid to use it. Finally I said that I will try it. The grandfather did not explain to us how he works, but said that he fulfills the wishes of those who do not wear a collar. I think, this is something like a magic lamp. He didn't tell us anything, so we had to find out everything for ourselves.

I thought a lot about my wish, but my sister did not think much. While i was still trying to decide what to do, my sister said she wanted a big boobs. Suddenly bright flash covered the room, and everything became white. When the flash subsided, I realized that I felt uncomfortable, my chest felt heavy. My sister screamed looking at me. "You, you, your ... boobs, you have ... big ... no, VERY big boobs! " She shouted in horror.

I immediately looked down and saw two large, bulging, and soft breasts. I reached out and touched them. They were very sensitive and I gasped when I felt my nipples. "Oh ... fuck! Ahhhh... "I moaned and closed my eyes. "... they are so sensitive! "My sister stared at my breasts with a shocked look. "It seems that your wish has come true," I said to her. "Your wish!" I yelled at her.

She came up to me and tried to touch them, but I moved away. "Do not touch them," I said. "It is very wrong. I wish I did not have them. "I tried change back to the normal, but the pendant didn't react. "Why it does not work?!? I want my body back! "I started to yell, but nothing happened.

My sister started to cry, and she said: "I did not expect such a thing! I'm sorry, brother. If I knew ... I ... "She began to sob. "I wish you had a normal body, not so ridiculous" She cried. Again there was a flash of light, and everything again became white.

When I looked around, I saw that nothing had changed. Then I looked down and saw that my clothes changed. Now I had a tight white skirt and a spaghetti strap top with huge cleavage.

"What the hell?" I asked, trying unsuccessfully talk normally, but only the sound of a girl's voice was heard. It was my voice, but it was not me! "You only made it worse! I am a fucking woman!" I screamed.

My sister looked at me angrily after that. "Fucking woman? What are you trying to say? Are you saying that being a woman is bad?! I did not expect you to be such an idiot! I wish you were a girl all the time! I wish that you will understand what it means to be a fucking woman! "She screamed.

Another flash appeared, and everything disappeared. When it faded, I saw my reflection in the mirror. My eyes widened, and I screamed: "WHAT THE FUCK?" I didn't recognize the place I was in. This is not my house, this is not my room, this is not my body!

I tried take off my clothes and seat on the table near the mirror. When I tried to pull off my top, I saw my bare tits for the first time in my life. Heavy, very heavy and very sensitive. I could hardly hold one breast with both hands.

"Ohhh ..." I moaned, squeezing one breast with my hands. The other breast hung loose. It was like a ball attached to me. I squeezed and pulled, and again and again, the feeling was wonderful.

I didn’t notice how the door opened and shuddered when I heard a man’s voice "Ohh yeahhhh! That's my girl! Ohhhh ... that's how I love it! "

He was a man, middle-aged. He looked at me as if I was a bitch in heat. I wanted to run, but could not move, frozen in horror.

The stranger walked up closer and put his hand on my tits. "These babies need a little massage, baby!" He said, squeezing my tit. "Mmmmmmmm ..." he sighed and continued. He squeezed both breasts, one in each hand.

"Please do not ... I do not know why you did it ... please do not do that," I said.

"Shhhhh, baby," he replied, continuing to squeeze and play with my tits.

I began to feel strange. It was a feeling that I've never felt before. "Mmmm ..." I moaned. It was the same feeling that I felt before, when I was touching them. It was like a spark that ignited inside me, and the spark burned hotter and brighter. Closing my eyes, I felt the unpleasant prickly stubble touch my lips.

"Mhhmmph!" I protested, trying to break away, but I couldn't. "Mhhhmp ... mmph ..." I again and again tried to say that it is very wrong and that we shouldn't do this, but he didn't care. I felt like my nipples hardened under his fingers, and a wave of pleasure spread through my body

"You are fucking women and should know what it means," I heard my sister's words in my head in this time realized that this is not just a dream. This is real, and I'm a woman, a fucking woman, who loves to be treated like a whore.